Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Mo Juechen really would squeeze the fat out of her body to use in a lamp.

Gu Rui wasn’t such a violent person, but psychological attacks were even more terrifying. They could easily make life worse than death.

Ning Shu thought for a while before folding the parchment and putting it back in her pouch. Xi Tao walked into the room and saw Ning Shu putting away the parchment. She quickly asked, “Miss, what is that?”

“It’s nothing, just a handkerchief.”

Xi Tao tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

Her eyes periodically landed on Ning Shu’s pouch.

“It’s okay, you should continue with your work.” Ning Shu waved to Xi Tao.

“Miss, what’s the matter with you? Why are you keeping this servant away from you? In the past, Miss used to have this servant accompany her everywhere. Why are you asking this servant to leave now? It feels like this servant isn’t needed anymore.”

Ning Shu smiled and said, “I’m going to take a nap. If you stay beside me while I’m sleeping, I won’t be able to fall asleep.”

“Okay.” Xi Tao nodded. “Miss, don’t work yourself too hard. It’s very tiring.”

Ning Shu nodded and lay down on the bed.

Xi Tao went out and closed the door. Ning Shu immediately sat up and started cultivating.

While cultivating, Ning Shu felt a gaze staring at her. She opened her eyes, turned her head, and saw Mo Juechen outside, leaning against the window as he stared at her.

Ning Shu: …

Damn, this bitch couldn’t be planning on launching a sneak attack on her, right?

Ning Shu immediately jumped up in defense but ended up hitting the top of the bed.

She grimaced in pain and then the bed collapsed with a thud.

Ning Shu: …

Mo Juechen sneered and jumped into the room from the window. He shook his head and looked at Ning Shu. “Damn fatty.”

Ning Shu crawled out from the collapsed bed. “Ugly bastard.”

“Want me to beat you to death?” Mo Juechen raised his fist and threatened Ning Shu.

Ning Shu patted the dust off her body. “Why did you come here?”

Mo Juechen coughed and extended his hand toward Ning Shu. Ning Shu rolled her eyes and took Mo Juechen’s hand. “Hello, hello.”

Mo Juechen rolled his eyes and shook off Ning Shu’s hand. He wiped his hand on his clothes and then sniffed it with a look of disgust. “It stinks.”

Ning Shu: Get lost…

“Why the hell are you here? If you’re here to mock me, get out.” Ning Shu vigorously patted the dust off her body, and Mo Juechen waved away the dust in the air.

“Hurry up and hand over what your father gave you.” Mo Juechen stretched out his hands. His slender white hands were as smooth as jade. Who would have imagined that there was so much blood on them?

“I don’t know what you want, so how can I give it to you?” Ning Shu played dumb.

“Didn’t I already tell you? I’m looking for the map to the state preceptor’s tomb,” Mo Juechen said. “If your father gave you something, I advise you to hand it over quickly.”

“Right now, Gu Rui hasn’t acted yet. If Gu Rui acts, you can just wait to die. That guy is ruthless. He’s done more than you can imagine. Even a murderer like me is willing to concede defeat.”

Ning Shu asked, “What did he do?”

“You don’t want to know, or it’ll leave a psychological shadow every time you see him.” Mo Juechen stared at Ning Shu. “So, hurry up and hand over the map.”

Ning Shu asked again, “He’s not a pervert, right?”

“It doesn’t matter if he’s a pervert or not, just hand over the map. You definitely have it.”

Translator: Lili

MTL Editor: Wheat

TLC: Kaho